Sky Surveying Demon Hunt

Just as Shen Long said, at this moment, the one who appeared outside the valley was the Great Elder of the Holy Fire Cult, the real ruler of the Holy Fire Cult at this time, the peak cultivator of Taoism, Dong Yichuan.

That is Lin Ji's original target, the one whom Mr. Qiuru said must die.

"This man's tone is not small, but he doesn't seem to have much power." Lin Ji looked at the other party from a distance, and then smiled at Zi Qing beside him, "It's just a dry old man. Apart from the troubles of the Holy Fire Dao, he seems to be Nothing great."

It seems to be chatting, but as You Tianguan, Zi Qing is naturally keen, how can she not hear Lin Ji's subtext.

"You don't want to make a move?"

"I think that if you team up with Mr. Shen, this dry old man can only wait to be killed, and Lin only needs to stand aside for the two of you." Lin Ji said without changing his face.

Zi Qing nodded noncommittally.

"Since that's the case, let the fourth elder of the Sacred Fire Cult be handed over to you. If you can kill Xiyu Mountain, then Bei Junyi will naturally not be your opponent."

After the words fell, Lin Ji frowned slightly.

He lowered his head and saw that a thin layer of frost had formed on his body at some point.

At this time, he was in the sky, although he was not high, but there was always a strong wind passing by, so his body was blocked by spiritual energy.

It seems to be in the wind and snow, but it is not affected at all.

Therefore, this abrupt hoarfrost was too conspicuous, and he could not pay attention to it.

Seeing Lin Ji's attention diverted, Zi Qing on the side laughed lightly and said, "Bei Junyi's Dao is Frost. In fact, most of the Daoists in the Extreme North have a lot to do with the environment in the Extreme North." Relationship."

"This Lin is not surprised. That Xiyu Mountain is the Frost Dao, which froze one of Lin's arms, so what does the Frost Dao say?"

Zi Qing didn't answer, but looked at Shen Long who was at the side.

Shen Long grinned.

"Don't look at me, when I gave Bei a sword, he couldn't even make a move in front of me. If it wasn't for the entanglement of the fellow from Xiyu Mountain, he would have already become my dead soul under the sword."

Hearing this, Lin Ji suddenly remembered what happened two years ago when he sent that Shura girl named Xiaoying to Qingcheng School.

At that time, Shen Long said that he once fought against two Daoists from the Sacred Fire Sect, one against two, and one of them was injured and retreated.

Sure enough, those who can become upstream heavenly officials are some of the best in the Taoist realm, but Lin Ji himself, who became a heavenly official within a few days after he was promoted to Taoism, seems to be making up the numbers.

Just when Lin Ji was thinking wildly, Shen Long on the other side suddenly disappeared.

When he reappeared, he had already gone beyond Yunshen Valley in the distance. Lin Ji could only see him waving the big knife towards Dongyichuan, and then a burst of fire suddenly appeared, and the figures of both of them were engulfed by the fire , and then it is no longer visible.

"Dong Yichuan is not easy to deal with. The way of holy fire comes from the way of purification in the eighth realm. If Shen Long is singled out, he may suffer a big loss. Dong Yichuan is more difficult than Yu Li Jian. I will help him .”

A ribbon fluttered around Ziqing's body, wrapping around her side, without wind.

Lin Ji had seen this scene when he returned to the capital and the demon tower, but he didn't understand it at that time.

Now he just glanced at it, and he knew that this ribbon was also a Taoist weapon, and he could vaguely feel a lot of threat from it.

"As for the one next to you, I'll leave it to you."

As soon as the words fell, the spiritual energy around Zi Qing burst out suddenly, and she was completely submerged in the snowstorm, leaving only a ribbon fluttering.

And Lin Ji's gaze also turned around, looking not far away in another direction beside him.

I don't know when a middle-aged man appeared there. At this moment, he was looking up and down Lin Ji with somewhat complicated eyes.

"Elder Bei?" Lin Ji raised his eyebrows.

"It's the Fourth Elder." Bei Junyi replied.

"Your surname is Bei, why aren't you Elder Bei?"

Bei Junyi shook his head slightly and said, "Friend Daoist Lin, please call me Fourth Elder."

Lin Ji couldn't understand why the other party insisted on such a trivial matter, but after all, he was a Taoist monk, so Lin Ji still decided to respect the other party.

"The inexplicable frost on Lin's body is the method of Elder Bei, right? But it is really difficult for this frost to kill Lin."

"Second Elder died at your hands, so I am naturally not your opponent." Bei Junyi said calmly.

Lin Ji was vigilant in his heart, but his face remained calm.

"So why do you dare to show up in such a grand manner? You should have heard of Lin's methods."

"I've heard that your karma is extremely treacherous. As long as you show your face in front of you and you catch your own karma, you will never be able to escape your pursuit and there are still people guessing. Casting some means similar to curses from cause and effect, all in all, it is impossible to guard against."

Bei Junyi continued with a low smile, "I often communicate with many Taoist monks in the extreme north and Yunzhou, and I also know a lot of news in Kyushu. Lin Ji, many fellow Taoists regard you as a trouble, and they are afraid of getting along with you." You have nothing to do with it, and I don't want to be your enemy."

Lin Ji had heard similar words in the Taoist entrance of the Hall of Eternal Life, so it was nothing new.

"Since this is the case, why don't Lin and fellow daoists live in peace, and wait for the outcome to be decided over there?" Lin Ji suggested, "Anyway, our win or loss won't determine the overall situation. When the dust settles over there, fellow daoist Still in the prime of life, it’s more convenient to leave or stay.”

"Your suggestion is good, but there is no need." Bei Junyi bowed, "For the holy fire, the church has planned for too long and paid too much. Now is the critical time, and we must not fall short."

Hearing this, Lin Ji was a little dissatisfied and said, "You still want to fight when you know you will lose?"

"Is your arm okay?" Bei Junyi asked back.

Lin Ji's expression froze, a little gloomy appeared on his face.

"If Lin is not mistaken, the fellow Taoist is still in the early stage of Taoism."

"The way to enter the Tao is limited to this." Bei Junyi sighed softly, "The holy fire is my only hope."

"Lin is not even afraid of monks in the late stage of Taoism, isn't Elder Bei afraid of losing his life?"

"You are fierce and soft inside, so your arm is not healed yet."

"Lin is not perfect, but killing you is enough."

"One against two is enough?"

"What?!"

In an instant, Lin Ji felt a sense of detachment in his heart.

It's not the nothingness under the holy fire, but it's like something, or a certain ability has been sucked away.

And soon, he understood what happened.

Because he felt the cold, the spiritual power around his body was gone.

He looked around, the aura between heaven and earth was clearly still there, but he was no longer moved by his primordial spirit.

He felt a little pain, chilblains and frost on his arms.

A Taoist cultivator suffered frostbite on his arms.

It was just a joke, but Lin Ji couldn't laugh.

Because beside Bei Junyi, another figure appeared.